Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Thoughts on Dogs

Watching my little furry kids running around the house this evening before coming to work, I had to reflect for a while on what the human fascination is with the domesticated dog, and most especially, the little Westies that have become so near and dear to us.


I mentioned the lady in California on our Westies listserv, but there are many others like her (and us, for that matter) who are absolutely besotted with these little white terriers. So why do they weasle their way so deeply into our hearts?

I think it must be their endless capacity to hold us in reverent awe. They are wildly grateful to their masters for the least little attention and would willingly lay down their life for us. Perhaps it is this dedication that we so adore.

Some doggy literature -

Somewhere a little dog doth wait
It may be by some garden gate
with eyes alert and tail attent
you know the kind of tail that's meant
with stores of yelps of glad delight
to bid me welcome home at night.
- Robert Service

Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
- Mark Twain

If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man.
-Mark Twain

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